Just Another Zen Thing

Neville

Just Another Zen Thing

 

While here we both lay

like disjointed fragments

of the very same whole

 

Elsewhere, spun honey

pulled through a flame slow

is mistaken for monastery gold

 

  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 27th, 2022 07:28
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  • Fay Slimm.

    You describe the after-effects of making two into one most invitingly mi amigo - - love those stolen moments of honey-gold fragments as pulse slows to. norm. -- -- great stuff........ x

    • Neville



      Why thank you kindly and oh' so truly tooly my dear lady Fay .. x

    • orchidee

      A good write zen (then) there N. Corny jokes time from me!

      • Neville



        Appreciated Mr. O ....................................................................... 🙂

      • Doggerel Dave

        Orchi conducted a preemptive strike and pinched my corny one liner, Nev...so...
        Superficial as my knowledge of Zen is (very), I cannot help but feel those Zen Masters might find a fresh....
        And the last three lines - I marvel sometimes at the way ordinary words attached to one another confirm that indeed 'the whole is greater than the sum of its parts'.

        • Neville



          If my memory serves me correctly, there is one of my scribbles here with the title 'Every Now & Zen' .. thanking you kindly Dave 🙂

        • L. B. Mek

          thew words, express
          why, at times
          during a meditative state
          we feel like, we're being pulled apart
          torn both that sincerity in our now
          and that all-consuming chaos
          awaiting, a blink or two away
          this is why the yin and yang, states
          remain constant
          never one or the other in sole authority
          like regret and hope, co-existing
          in one momentous yet insiginficant
          moment...
          (another subtle gem, dear Poet
          imagery smacks us in the face
          but its brevity is so hidden
          ever-so subtly
          most will read, fish their Cod's of poetic delight
          never realising, those more rewarding eels and vendace, depths
          that await, those who linger
          over these seawater words
          and contemplate...)

          • Neville



            in a world and time when transparency is all the rage, it seems you can read me like a book .. thank you my friend ..... Neville

          • sorenbarrett

            A great analogy and wonderful poem put very succinctly and words as smooth as honey.

            • Neville



              thank you so very much sorenbarrett, I really do appreciate the visit and kind words you have left behind 🙂

            • Bella Shepard

              The zen of life meets the enigma of existence in two 3 line stanzas. Short and sweet, and has my head reeling. Things that confound me a lot more these days, you have very simply put into words. Extraordinary write dear Nev!

              • Neville



                I am nowt short of being super grateful to you Bella .. thank you so much 🙂

              • SureshG

                We are so enraptured by the part we are, that the whole completely alludes us. But that aside, your words are composition for meditation

                • Neville



                  now that is what we call poetry around these here parts .. and I thank you so much for it my friend ..

                • MendedFences27

                  "Disjointed fragments" and "mistaken" identity, a split personality and an unrecognizable one. A dilemma to ponder, if only for enlightenment, and not the pleasure of the words. I've been thinking on this. - Phil A.

                  • Neville



                    I've heard that it's meant to be good for ya ..thanks for stooping to ponder 🙂



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